The gorge clearing glistened with the bright sunlight, and Tinycloud felt overjoyed as the gentle wind fluffed up her fur. The sun glanced off of the river that rushed along beside her as she made her way back to the SkyClan camp, Stormcloud and Barkpaw right behind her.

The patrol had just been to check the StreamClan border and renew the scents when Tinycloud ran into Thistlestripe and thanked him for the help with the battle against Sharpstar. Both Clans' cats' wounds were healing well, and Echosong was doing a splendid job keeping everything in line.

Apparently, the she-cat Missingfoot whom Tinycloud had met the other day when StreamClan was just being made was StreamClan's new medicine cat. Tinycloud quickly explained that medicine cats were not allowed to have kits, and Flamestone nodded, saying that they were enforcing that.

Stormcloud rushed up to Tinycloud's side. "I'm going to train with Barkpaw here for a little while," she meowed. "You catch up with the Clan."

Tinycloud nodded curtly and raced off, stumbling over the fallen tree and into the main camp. Thorntail was seated next to Ivoryclaw, who was watching Pinekit and her foster kit, Featherkit, tussle in the earth.

"Hello," Tinycloud greeted warmly. Ivoryclaw purred her greeting, while Thorntail remained silent. Tinycloud sat and let out an exasperated sigh. "Thorntail, Sharpstar is dead. You can forget about it."

"What, and forget about my father?" Thorntail shot. He then relaxed and sighed. "It seems like everything is going wrong."

Tinycloud brushed her tail along his flank and he purred at the gesture. "Jayfeather is going to receive his nine lives tonight. That should make up for everything."

Thorntail shook his head gently, looking down at his paws.

"Come on!" Tinycloud insisted. "You have to cheer up! GroundClan can remake itself. Sharpstar is a thing of the past. You went your entire life not knowing your father, or at least, not knowing who your father was. Why should this be any different?"

Thorntail shrugged. But after seeing Tinycloud's disappointed expression, he sighed. "All right," he murmured. "I'll try and cheer up."

Tinycloud purred in laughter. "Good." She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder and got to her paws. It had taken GroundClan moons to discover who their true leader should be, when Treeleaf, their medicine cat, received a sign from StarClan of an orange feather lying outside the Whispering Cave. Tinycloud was glad that StarClan was recognizing them as a true Clan now that Sharpstar was gone. She'd only wished that they could do something for Thorntail and ease his mind of Sharpstar.

Ivoryclaw spoke up now. "Featherkit and Pinekit are going to become apprentices soon," she remarked softly. "I'll have to join you in the warriors' den."

Tinycloud laughed lightly. "Don't worry. Thorntail and I will train you."

Tinycloud's heart lightened when she saw Thorntail chuckle light-heartedly. Everything was going pleasantly in the gorge, and Tinycloud was eager to make a new start with the new Clans.